Because of his great achievements, the tribe carved his portrait in the stone hall of the tribe to show his glory.

Only the greatest warriors can be recorded in the stone hall, but the level of painting and sculpture of the locals is really not very good, and the faces are not clearly carved, so the identities of the six portraits inside are all distinguished by the tattoos on their arms.

At that time, the bad rule of taking babies as offerings was still in place, and there were warriors who challenged the infantile beasts in the past, but no one ever came back alive, and the beasts still ate people.

Unable to sit back and watch the mothers of the tribe suffer the loss of their sons, Midra Khan decided to give it a try, so he grabbed his weapons and went into the mountains.

Sure enough, he never came back, and since then he has become one of the warriors who disappeared from the stone hall.

To the tribesmen, he died in the mouth of the beast, but in fact?

The truth is a different story:

Midra Khan found the beast and, after a difficult and dangerous struggle, finally pierced it through the heart. But the beast turned into a man when it was dying, and at the same time, black smoke billowed out of the beast's body and attached itself to Midra Khan's body!

The man also had a tattoo on his arm that was familiar to him. Midra Khan suddenly remembered another warrior included in the Stone Temple. At this time, he felt a change in his body, and when he looked down, his body had become bloated, and his body was covered with short hair—

He's turned into a baby-eating beast!

At the same time, there was also an extra memory in his mind: it turned out that there was such a pact signed between the evil beast and the tribal ancestor hundreds of years ago - if the human being was ungrateful and killed the patron saint of the tribe, then as punishment, the murderer would inherit the body and life of the evil beast, as well as its incomparably powerful power. However, as a condition of the agreement, to maintain such power, it was necessary to devour a tribal baby every six months.

"The real beasts died hundreds of years ago, and then generations of warriors killed them and were cursed to become the things they hated the most. Guangde Zhenjun said in a low voice, "If you eat the babies of your clansmen, then what is the difference between what you do and the real evil beasts?" But if you don't eat babies, you will be so weak that you can no longer protect your tribe, and more people will die." Every generation of warriors faces such a choice, and I finally know what the choice is that has broken the cycle. ”

That trace of the power of the curse could not reach Guangde Zhenjun, and the curse was broken, and the sad cycle of cause and effect broke the chain. The tribe will no longer have to worship babies, but it will no longer have the protection of the beast, and how many families will lose their loved ones, how many mothers will lose their children, and how many wives will lose their husbands?

"And then?"

"Then I had to leave. Guangde Zhenjun said slowly, "Until now, I don't know whether it is right or wrong to fulfill the wish of the young man, whether it is for good or to help evil-"

Ning Xiaoxian was silent, but listened to Guangde Zhenjun's voice picking:

"I don't know what the god king thinks?"

Ning Xiaoxian raised her eyebrows: Changtian is back?

Sure enough, someone outside the covered bridge replied: "What's so difficult about this?"

The voice was magnetic, but it was as cold and indifferent as the moonlight in the sky.

Then this person walked around the shadow of the flower tree rockery and walked here, the blue-robed and white figure was heroic, and it seemed that he could be supported by him when he collapsed.

When Ning Xiaoxian saw him, his eyes lit up, and he stepped forward quickly: "Are you back?"

She smiled, and the dim garden suddenly brightened.

Of course, the only one who can make her smile like this is Changtian.

"Rest easy. He understood the meaning in her eyes, stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder twice, Guangde Zhenjun had already asked him: "Shenjun, what do you understand?"

This old man has no stubbornness, and he has to break the casserole and ask to the end.

"It's simple. If the beasts don't die, you—" Changtian pointed to Guangde Zhenjun, "and are still struggling to survive in the jungle, where is the great god who cuts through the void?"

Both of them could understand that if the tribe did not come out of the protection of the beast and face all the dangers in the jungle, then what they enjoyed would be eternal comfort, that is, eternal mediocrity. The same is true for the barbarians and humans on the Southern Ganbu Continent, if they don't fight against the harsh nature and the big demons, how can they carve out their own path to the sky?

Thinking about the consequences of this incident, Guangde Zhenjun thinks about the present, while Changtian looks at the distant future.

Guangde Zhenjun nodded and said seriously: "Well said." ”

Ning Xiaoxian smiled and said, "Heavenly Dao also thinks like this?" With heaven and earth as the cup, and all things as Gu placed in it, isn't it the law of nature? If the tribe that has lost the evil beast cannot withstand the strong pressure from the outside world, it will naturally die out silently. Like so many human settlements in that world.

Those who can survive are only a minority after all.

This is the difference between looking at things from the perspective of people and from the perspective of heaven.

Changtian shuddered on her forehead: "Heaven is not human, just do it, don't want to." ”

Ning Xiaoxian pursed his lips: "You are becoming more and more like the Dao of Heaven." "Changtian's personality was originally cold, except for being with her, he seemed unkind.

"Hey, where did you talk about it first? People have a lot of old sayings and have a bad memory. Guangde patted his head and said to Ning Xiaoxian, "You will understand when you practice to the point where we are, even if you go through the three thousand worlds, in the end, you still have to go back to the source, and you have to go back to where you come from, otherwise it will be difficult to make progress." He paused, "Otherwise, why do you think that these many Divine Realms obviously have the ability to break through the void, why are they still staying in the Southern Ganbu Continent?"

"That's the truth. Changtian nodded and changed the topic, "It's hard work, and now the war alliance is on the cusp." ”

Immortal cultivators and barbarians, the strength of the Divine Realm on both sides is almost the same, but the Immortal Sect of the Southern Ganbu Continent is uneven, and the overall strength is more than one grade lower than that of the enemy. Therefore, under the premise that the top-level combat power is similar, the number of mid-to-high-end powers often becomes the most important factor affecting the battle situation. This is also the sharpest contradiction that the War Alliance is facing at present, and even Yinliu, Chaoyun Sect and Fengtianfu are a little tired of coping. What's funny is that although many Immortal Sects know that the most important problem lies with them, they are powerless to solve it themselves, and they must rely on the support of famous sects and war alliances.

Guangde Zhenjun shook his head: "The world is like this, the world is like this, I have seen through it 10,000 years ago." Our generation does not seek the praise of sentient beings, but only a clear conscience. ”

He said it with great sincerity.

The three of them talked for a while, and when they saw the moon in the sky, Guangde Zhenjun said goodbye and left.

……

Changtian held his wife's hand and walked deep along the path in the garden, the two were silent side by side, only hearing the chirping of insects, so quiet.